Power comes with a price," he warned. But I said I didn’t care. He stabbed me, transferring his abilities. I felt pain, and then I awoke in a fury. I felt the surge of power within me, my aura alone shocking the continent.
After I awoke, I shot a blast of Incite at the first dragon. The energy beam tore through the air with such force that the dragon didn't even have time to react before it was incinerated. The second dragon breathed fire at me, but I simply pushed it away like a breeze, the flames parting around me harmlessly. Enraged, it lunged at me with its massive claws. I ducked underneath its swipe, my body moving with newfound agility. With a mighty leap, I brought my fist crashing into its jaw, sending it flying into the sky. I chased after it, leaping into the air and delivering a powerful kick that sent it plummeting back to the ground, creating a massive crater upon impact.
The third dragon, sensing the danger, tried to fly away. I wasn't about to let it escape. Summoning my Incite swords, now glowing with a deadly aura, I hurled them at the fleeing beast. Upon contact, they exploded, the force of the blast comparable to a miniature atomic bomb. The dragon was obliterated in an instant, its remains scattering in the wind.
That day, I unleashed an onslaught on the dragons. My rage turned them to cinders, and my condensed magic obliterated those who tried to fight back. The dragons came at me from all sides, their roars filling the sky. I met them head-on, my movements a blur of deadly precision. One dragon attempted to flank me, but I spun around, my Incite sword slicing through its thick scales with ease. Another dragon tried to bite me, but I caught its jaws with my hands and twisted, snapping its neck with a sickening crunch.
The sky was filled with dragons, each one more ferocious than the last. But I was unstoppable. With every swing of my sword, another dragon fell. They tried to overwhelm me with their numbers, but I countered their every move, my body moving with a grace and speed that was almost supernatural. The ground was littered with the bodies of the fallen, the air thick with the scent of burning flesh.
As the battle raged on, the dragons grew more desperate. They attacked in waves, their numbers seemingly endless. But I was undeterred. I channeled my rage into my attacks, my magic surging through me like a torrent. With every strike, I felt my power growing, my aura expanding until it enveloped the entire battlefield. The dragons recoiled in fear, their once confident roars now replaced with cries of terror.
Despite the onslaught, I remained standing, my body battered but unyielding. I could feel the strain of the battle taking its toll, but I pushed through the pain, my determination unwavering. The last dragon, a massive beast with scales like steel, towered over me. It lunged, its jaws snapping shut inches from my face. I leaped back, narrowly avoiding its attack, and then charged, my Incite sword glowing with a fierce light. With a final, mighty swing, I brought the sword down on the dragon's neck, severing its head in a single, clean strike.
As the headless body of the dragon crumpled to the ground, I stood victorious, my chest heaving with exertion. My aura flickered around me, the power within me finally reaching its peak. But as the adrenaline began to fade, I felt the immense strain of the battle catch up to me. My vision blurred, and my legs buckled. I had pushed myself to the limit, and now my body demanded rest. Darkness closed in, and I blacked out, collapsing among the ashes of my foes.
only to awaken bound in chains with a magic jammer blocking my powers.
Realizing I’d been captured by slave traders, I endured months of hardship and was then bought and forced to serve as a tool for a cruel marquis’ son. Despite my shackles, I maintained hope. My spirit remained unbroken, the spark of vengeance burning ever brighter, as I waited for the day I could wield my power once again. I assumed my mother and sister had been captured by the slave traders, though I hoped they were still safe. For now, I would earn as much money as I could, all while learning new techniques. My path would lead me to the same magic academy as the marquis' son, where I would serve as his bodyguard. I had to protect him and aid him, and in doing so, I would also have the opportunity to learn.
Before the first semester, there was a debut party in the royal capital, and the academy was also in the royal capital, so I would have to stay for a while. On my way there, in the marquis' carriage, I sensed dragons up ahead. I made up an excuse that I needed to use the restroom and that I would go into the bushes. At first, they got angry, but I convinced them.
"Sir, I need to use the restroom badly! Can I go into the bushes?" I asked.
"Are you serious?" Rimuru replied.
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"Sir, please," I begged.
"Uh, fine. Go, you disgusting filth."
"Thank you, sir!" I said gratefully.
"Get out of my extravagant chariot, filth! You dirty it!" he spat.
I then gave him a bow of respect, rushed into the bushes, used the plants as cover, and rushed to find the nearby dragons. As I arrived, I saw another boy flying to fight them.
We reached and saw a chariot surrounded by injured knights. We both noticed each other but did not care; We rushed into battle.
Rion shouted, "Infernal Incite Battle Arts!"
The sudden blast of power that seemed to come out of nowhere surprised everyone. I rushed at the first dragon; it clawed at me, but I dodged to the side, kicked it, and it went through ninety trees, crushing them. Then I formed Incite swords charged with aura and shot them at another. The blades cut through the air, glowing with deadly energy, and struck the dragon, causing it to explode in a burst of flames and smoke.
Meanwhile, the boy flew through the air, his movements swift and precise. He drew his sword, engulfed it in flames, and with a powerful swing, sliced through two dragons in one stroke. The heat from his blade seared the air, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. The remaining fifteen dragons, sensing the danger, tried to fly away.
"You will never get away, you beasts! I am going to hunt you all!" Rion yelled. "Infernal Bomb!"
I charged up a blast of energy in my hand, the power crackling around my fingers. With a swift motion, I shot the blast at the fleeing dragons, the energy ball expanding and obliterating each and every one in a massive explosion. The sky lit up with the fiery blast, the shockwave shaking the ground below.
But reinforcements came—another fleet of dragons, more ferocious than the first. I fought on, determined to take them down. I jumped into the air as three dragons attacked me from the front. One clawed at me, but I grabbed its claw mid-air and, with a powerful throw, sent the dragon crashing to the ground, creating a huge crater. Another dragon came at me from the side; I dodged its attack, but a third dragon sneaked up behind me and tried to bite me. Thanks to my aura, its face burned upon contact, causing it to roar in pain. However, in the struggle, it managed to claw at my back, leaving a deep cut. I gritted my teeth and endured the pain, gathering energy for another attack.
With fierce determination, I created two more Infernal Bombs, charging them with my aura and firing them at the incoming dragons. The explosions were immense, tearing through the dragon ranks and sending debris flying in all directions. For the remaining dragons, as they charged at me, I summoned three more Incite swords. I shot two of them, taking out two dragons with precise strikes. The third sword I held onto, ready for close combat.
Six more dragons came at me from every direction. I burned the ones behind me with a burst of aura, their scales turning to ash. I used my sword to slice through another dragon, the blade cutting cleanly through its thick hide. One dragon lunged at me, and I caught its claw, engaging in a brutal exchange of blows with the remaining three. I coated my blade in Incite, the energy burning their claws to ash with each strike.
The battle raged on, the pressure of the air from our movements blowing away the leaves and debris around us. The onlookers were in awe of the sheer destructive power on display. With a huge blast, I sent a shockwave through the battlefield, knocking the dragons back. They regrouped and came at me once more, their roars echoing through the air.
I leaped into the sky, charging my aura to its fullest. "Infernal Incite Battle Arts: Ultimate Strike!" I shouted, bringing my sword down with unparalleled force. The ground shook as my blade struck the earth, the impact creating a massive shockwave that radiated outwards, engulfing the remaining dragons. The explosion was blinding, a final, devastating blow that turned the battlefield into a scene of utter destruction.
As the dust settled, I stood amidst the ruins, my body battered but unyielding. The last of the dragons had been defeated, their bodies lying scattered around me. The power within me still surged, my aura flickering with residual energy. The battle had taken its toll, but I had emerged victorious.
With a deep breath, I lowered my sword, the adrenaline beginning to fade. The pain from my wounds finally caught up to me, and my vision blurred. I had pushed myself beyond my limits, and now my body demanded rest. Darkness closed in, and I blacked out, collapsing among the ashes of my foes. Everyone was in awe of the sheer destructive power.
Then the boy's father arrived. It turned out he was Kain von Voss. With him was Rimuru, who was astonished to see me there. Before he could confront me, two figures stepped out. Everyone started to bow and addressed them as the prince and the duke’s daughter—Princess Celestia and Miss Rose.
"Are you unharmed?" Rion, Rimuru, and Kain asked.
Both replied, "Yes. We were frightened and scared, but Sir Kain and the almighty Sir Rion defeated the dragons and saved us. Our father will reward you when we arrive at the royal capital."
"But he is a mere servant who made fools out of me to get Princess Celestia and Miss Rose. How could you let him meet the king?" Rimuru protested.
Miss Rose retorted, "Do you think you could have defeated seventeen dragons, including their fleet leader? Rion wiped them out almost single-handedly. He deserves it!"
"But—" Rimuru began.
"No buts, Rimuru," Princess Celestia interjected. "And you know what? I don't trust you at all. You should have someone with this much power under you. Kain and Rion will travel in one of our carriages to the Royal Capital of Valdoria, also known as Solara."
